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Shane went home to Jerry’s and got straight into a cold shower. He’d thought deciding not to date her was bad… Deciding not to see her at all, anymore, was going to kill him.

He didn’t even bother toweling off properly or getting fully dressed. He pulled on a pair of boxers and sat down at the kitchen table, opened a bottle of Jim Beam, and started drinking it like beer.

That was where Jerry found him when he got home that night. Passed out, slumped face-first on the kitchen table in his underwear. And that’s right where Jerry left him.